I always look for you. Everywhere I am, everywhere I go. To be able to have an overview I heighten myself to my tiptoes and look over all those people's heads. Not always do I manage to find you. Though you are easy to find when you're there. And then when I've found you, somehow I feel complete. I feel whole. My life can continue when I know that you're there to see me live it. It's sad, really. That I can live for you, when you've never lived for me. All the time I've spent with you, thinking of you, writing about you... Just like now. Here you are again, translated into words. Simple words. Yet serving a deeper meaning. You will never leave this paper, these sheets of everlasting desires.